The female supporting role is a heartthrob in the chronology

But seeing that Fang Youyou and Ye Qinghe both had children, they did not use contraception.

Zhao's mother didn't know that the youngest son was still angry.

She also really didn't want to take care of Su Xue in confinement.

"Shout for you."

Mother Zhao handed over the kitchen to Zhao Yiming and went out.

"Old man, haven't we arrived yet?" Not to mention the car ride for several hours, they have been wandering around this place for a long time, and it's already two o'clock in the afternoon.

hungry.

I bought some dry food, but I couldn't eat it all the time.

Didn't fill up at all.

"It should be here. Hey, I'm getting older, and there are some changes here."

Fang Youyou looked at that house, where is the third floor?

It looks good.

Are you sure it's here?
"Then I'm going to knock on the door."

If no one is found, where will they live tonight?

She can live anywhere she wants, but the old man is getting old, and the temperature difference here is still a little big at night. It is very warm during the day and slightly colder at night.

"Go."

Fang Youyou stepped forward a few steps, reaching out to knock on the door, but the door was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man came out.

"who are you?"

The middle-aged man was very sure that he didn't know the little girl in front of him.

"Is Zhang Zhanyong there?" Old man Ouyang stepped forward and looked at the middle-aged man. He didn't see any familiarity from the middle-aged man, so he could only report his friend's name.

When the middle-aged man heard this name, he looked at them with scrutiny in the next moment, "Who are you?"

"Zhang Zhanyong's friend, is he there?"

The middle-aged man gave up his seat, "My uncle is here, come with me."

The two of them looked at each other, and followed the middle-aged man into the yard. It can be said that the yard is quite big, with many trees. It doesn't look big from the outside, but now when you come in, it's quite big, an antique yard.

"Who are they?"

"Come to join our Zhang family?"

"Who knows?"

There was a sound, but Fang Youyou didn't look at it, but continued to follow the middle-aged man through the corridor to a backyard.

"Uncle, someone is looking for you."

The old man who was doing Tai Chi heard the middle-aged man's words and didn't turn his head back, "Whoever wants to see me?"

"Yongzi."

When Zhang Zhanyong heard someone calling him like that, he finally turned his head this time and looked at Mr. Ouyang, but he didn't recognize him for a long time.

Mr. Ouyang has changed a lot in just 20 years.

"Ouyang."

"Old boy, you are still alive. I thought you, old boy, have gone? I haven't seen you for so many years, and it's hard for me to go to the capital. I thought we might be separated from each other for the rest of our lives."

As Zhang Zhanyong said, he came over and patted Mr. Ouyang on the shoulder.

"This is your granddaughter?" Zhang Zhanyong's eyes fell on Fang Youyou. The little girl looked weak, but her eyes did not look like a weak girl.

"Forgetting friends."

These three words made Zhang Zhanyong stunned for a moment.

"Sit here"

They were invited to the pavilion, and soon some pastries and tea were brought.

"Ouyang, did you come here this time to find something for me?" Zhang Zhanyong has known Ouyang for decades, and this old man didn't come to visit him.

"It's already opened, and you can open the door for business. I'll come over to buy goods and bring the little girl with me."

Zhang Zhanyong retreated in a hurry to keep his family low-key, and even donated some things, so he saved the eldest and the younger.